I need to relieve the stress
thats possessed my body like an obsessed mommy
u took my heart like a repossessed maserati.
surrounded my body with happiness
confidence to make me look sexy in a scrappy dress.
maybe lookin scrubby but give looks that express.
who knew i would turn so obsessed
in all nobleness
i have to confess
that i poses the digress of my suppressed memories.
in my brain i cant decide inside from which to abstain
from which are obscene, and which are mainstream
i cant decide which ones, is it them or these
these memories inside my brain
its insane
people often ask, why does that girl think that way?
why does she feel, cry, laugh, at the things she does
well maybe she does it cause of the drugs
or maybe she does it.. jus cause
cause her whole time, new people came into her life
new people that she would grow to love despite strife
and her dads emo wife
would all soon walk out on her
so she turned to the knife
for comfort and ease
leaving her squeezed and dried up seized by the disease that is love.
in this road full of bumps
we must not let the clumps of teary mascara get in our eyes
we must take it all in and learn from its demise
what the real thing it is we seek in life....
